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always good to keep a screamhole handy
#danny phantom#danny fenton#college au#ember mclain#this one was a struggle to finish tbh#but the thinking around it is how ghosts handle stress#like#hmm#bc of the way they operate ghosts don’t have human emotional regulation#there is no shoving feelings down#they gotta go OUT#ghost fights and having fun in the ghost zone is usually enough#but in times of big stress sometimes he’s just gotta scream/wail it out#easier to just destress the ghost way yanno#less work#quicker recovery#also in this#displays of power aren’t inherently aggressive but they do affect how much respect you get#he’s just screaming into a mostly uninhabited void#but he’s the ghost king and he wasn’t really thinking#so just like#ghost nukes tf out of this little area#no harm no foul tho
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Damn it, not again
Danny Fenton is fucking tired of rich fruitloops trying to adopt him.
At first it was just Vlad Masters. But no, it couldn’t stop there.
He moved to Metropolis City for college, and some bald guy tried to approach him talking about how he was interested in his family’s tech and they could use it to defeat Superman and lead humanity into a new age.
Which, fuck no, creep.
So he transferred to a different college in Gotham. And of course Danny can never have nice things, so the resident billionaire there had to take interest in him too after the city’s vigilantes caught him phasing through his house’s window.
Well okay maybe that one was on him, he could have been more careful with his powers, but still.
So he moved again, this time to somewhere remote with as few billionaires as possible.
…Where he then promptly gets kidnapped by ninjas and wakes up in the cult-y basement of yet another fruitloop, this time one spouting off about immortality and Lazarus something-or-other.
Where else can he go at this point!? Space???
…Nah, knowing his luck that’d probably end up with an alien fruitloop trying to adopt him as a pet or something
Maybe the deep ocean would work?
#*merfolk fruitloop waves hello*#*danny screams*#danny phantom x dc crossover#dp x dc#dpxdc#dc x dp#dcxdp#dp x dc prompt#dc x dp prompt#dpxdc prompt#dcxdp prompt#crack prompt
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hmmm "stuck in the ghost zone" no one knows au thoughts :)
#danny phantom#everlasting trio#zilly art#danny <- looks murderous but is just panic screaming on the inside#i need more 'no one knows' aus where ghosts are inherently malevolent and danny does NOT contest that in fear someone will get hurt#PUT them in the PEAR WIGGLER
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❛ 𝐬𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦, 𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥, 𝐚𝐜𝐜𝐢ó𝐧 ❜ ➖ drb.
pairing: ghostface x reader content: bottom ghostf, top male reader, unspecified m!character, held at knifepoint genre: smut | series masterlist
“Fucking—!” Ghostface sucks in a gasp, the metallic blade gleaming under the narrowed light over your forms. “With something as big as this,” On quivering knees and one gloved hand planted on your abdomen, he lifts. “y’sure know how t–to, oh fuck me—” He drops himself down, his walls clinging to the base of your dick. “—hide it. Bet you like how a killer feels, don’t you? Yeah, you do.”
You huff, your skin adorned with a thick sheen of sweat. Pleasure rolls down the length of your spine, the muscles of your thighs trembling with the effort to not buck up into his warming heat. He leans down, grinding his hips forward as he holds up the pointed end of the knife to the center of your throat. “You like your victim.” You deflect, and he clenches around you to punch out a sharp intake of breath from you. He isn’t doing greatly himself, the bursts of a peeking orgasm building in the pit of his belly setting his mind to a blur.
There’s an itch he’s unable to scratch—one that the head of your cock can only graze and prod. But it isn’t enough. You’re not touching him, disregarding the fact that he was the one who commanded you not to. He needed your hands on him, on his leaky, aching dick, and on his neck, even. “Haah, fuuuuuck, shut it.” He pants, his tip throbbing with slickness. The weapon is dangerously close to your sensitive skin, ready to delve into your sickly blood and drown within it.
And you knew he’d take horrifying amusement in seeing you wounded. Wounded with a brand-like marking, giving you a reminder that you’re his. Ghostface’s man, whether you want the title or not. You’ll be haunted with the glimpse of his dark, tainted robe and that long-lasting expression of screaming.
“That’s right...” he mumbles under his breath, burying his obscured face to the crook of your neck and shoulder. He doesn’t realize he’s already speaking his fantasies, his need for you. He rides you harder, his walls spasming as he’s hit by a familiar warning of a climax approaching. “You’re mine, oohhh shit, this s’all mine.”
Your mind is swimming, your hands balled into fists. Your cock pulses inside of him, a numbing tightness coiling in your gut. His speech is hushed, meant to keep it to himself, but your ears manage to pick up on the soft syllables. You can’t deny it, not with your mouth running dry, and certainly not with your cock nestled to the hilt. He feels you jab at his sweet spot, sending the bundle of nerves aflame. Ghostface whines, eyes squeezing shut while his pace stutters.
His brain runs static. His body shudders, legs quaking almost violently. It lasts relatively long, his subconscious setting the knife beside your head to avoid accidentally cutting your jaw. Ghostface wanted you. He needed you; and when you paint his hole white, he begins to think about how badly he needs you to feel the same way.
#📹 2kfilms.#𓆩✶𓆪 𝐒𝐂𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐌 𝐊𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐀𝐂𝐂𝐈Ó𝐍 !#— azrael.worksᵎᵎ#scream kill acción#scream kill acción series#scream kill accion#scream#scream x male reader#ghostface#top male reader#bottom!ghostface#bottom ghostface#ghostface x reader#ghostface x you#ghostface x male reader#billy loomis x reader#stu macher x reader#mickey altieri x reader#danny johnson x reader#danny johnson x male reader#slasher x reader#slasher x male reader#billy loomis smut#scream smut#ghostface smut#slasher smut#dbd smut#bottom slasher
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For a long time I thought my favourite slasher was Michael Myers, but since I've been playing Dead by Daylight, I love Ghostface a lot more. There's much more fun with him 🔪🔪
#ghostface#digital art#scream#dead by daylight#dead by daylight ghostface#ghostface fanart#slashers#dbd fanart#dbd danny johnson#scream fanart#slasher fanart#slasher art#dbd ghostface#art#artists on tumblr#dbd#dbd jed olsen#dbd killer
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Clark grows up on Amity
So! When Clark's shup landed on the Kent Farm, it unfortunately started a bit of a Fire. It was pretty bad, and by the time it was put out most of their Crops had been burned up.
Using their Savings, the money from the remaining Crops, and some goodwill from their neighbors, the Kent's managed to get enough money together to move to a new Town to start over. It also helped that in a new town nobody would question them suddenly having a Baby despite Martha not being Pregnant.
They Move to a small farm on the Edge of Amity Park.
Clark Kent grows up in Amity Park, goes to Casper High, and befriends Danny, Sam, and Tucker as his childhood friends.
When his powers come in, they are the first ones to know. When Danny has his Accident, Clark is there to help him control his new abilities. When Clark has to move away for his new Job in Metropolis, they are all there to wish him good luck and throw him a Going Away Party.
As Superman, Clark is more open to joining a Team since he used to be on Team Phantom.
When Justice League Dark is formed, Superman is a Suprise Member, since he actually had a lot of experience with the Supernatural.
When Kon is born, he turns to his best friends for help and advice on his to deal with the situation. Danny had Ellie in very similar circumstances, so he is more open to the idea of adopting Kon since he has personal experience with Clones made by Madmen.
Thoughts?
#Dpxdc#Dp x dc#Dcxdp#Dc x dp#Danny Phantom#Dc#Dcu#Clark Kent grows up in Amity Park#The Kent's move to Amity Park#Clark and Danny are childhood friends#I find it really funny that Superman is on JLD because he has more experience with the Supernatural than half the team#They really didn't expect it from All American Boy Scout Superman#Until the day they come across a Ghost who sees Superman and SHRIEKS because “that's the Ghost King's personal advisor!!!”#Excuse me. Whomst!?#Constantine is considering selling his Soul to Superman#Shazam is wondering why Zeus (Vortex) is screaming profanities about the Ghost King in his head#Wonder Woman wonders if Superman has met her Aunt Pandora#Chaos all around
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Malevolence
#dead by daylight#ghostface#danny johnson#dbd#horror#scream#the ghostface#why did they put “the” in front...#fan art#my art
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"don't touch that dial now, we're just getting started." 🔪
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I kinda want danny who's been adopted by the wanyes to be schmoozing it up at a gala (because listen nothing is funnier than the image of Gotham elites being like oh whats this one's gimmick cus all the other's have something only for danny to just be a dude) only for like the giw to raid the place to get danny ( cus he's a ghost? Cus he's a Fenton? Who knows)
Only for danny to pick up a bottle chug it smash it and vault out a window shouting you'll never catch me alive
Now this increases his reputation with most Gothamites and rouges and absolutely worries the fuck out of the batfam why is the government chasing you danny and hiw are you so good at running
#dpxdc#dp x dc#dc x dp#dcxdp#dp x dc prompt#listen i just want danny to jump out a window is that so much to ask?#not for bad reasons#just#imagine it danny screaming and leaping pulling all the jack fenton energy he can
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🔪💖 revamp of my old art!
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Slashers incorrect quotes
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Y/N: *hands Ghostface a heart shaped box* will you be mine?
Ghostface, takes box and opens it to find a knife inside: I aint complainin', sweet cheeks, but I thought this was a proposal
Y/N: actually, this is a blood oath
Ghostface: understood, go ahead
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Baby Firefly: *crying while Y/N comforts them*
Baby Firefly: *back to normal* sorry I was vulnerable with you. Do you still think I'm hot?
Y/N:
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Y/N, Chucky, and Tiffany Valentine playing two truths and one lie
Tiffany: *talking to Chucky* You're tackey and cheap. Plus, I hate you.
Chucky: Ha! nice try! all of those are a lie!
Chucky whispering to Y/N: she was lying, right?
Y/N:
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Y/N: why are you following me?
Billy: because we're dating now
Y/N: okay... what about Stu?
Billy: we're a package deal
Stu: buy one idiot, get one free
Y/N: *gasps* I love BOGOS!!!
#dbd x reader#dead by daylight x reader#danny johnson x reader#ghostface x reader#baby firefly x reader#house of 1000 corpses#childs play#chucky x reader#tiffany valentine x reader#scream x reader#billy loomis x reader#stu macher x reader#slashers x reader
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SYN, OH... OH BABY!
I would write all of the fanfiction if it could make some of the hurt subside! You've indeed had SUCH a time lately! Please please feel free to PM me. I'm sure there's so much more going on, and sometimes, you just need someone to talk to! So please reach out, if you think it would help you!!
It makes my heart ache and swell with the notion that 1. A lot of people out there need this kind of pick-me-up DESPERATELY and 2. It seems to genuinely help a bit. It blows my everloving mind.
To think I almost didn't post this, because I was scared of what people would think of non-smut...! Gah! I'm such a fucking goober sometimes! And I'm even sillier for thinking that this wouldn't find who it needed to. Because clearly it did. And I'm so glad it's found you, dear 💗
To you and anyone who is going through it, BELIEVE ME... I totally understand. Nothing on my end is worth posting about, but trust me when I say I am right there with ya on the not-okay metrics.
I'll try to have another fluffy piece to come out by the weekend. If you think it'll help, definitely keep an eye out for it 💗
I love you guys, and hope that all of my darlings (following, mutuals or lurking) have a great day
Time for a motherfucking hug!!!
Invictus - Alastor x GN! Reader (Fluff / Comfort)
A/N: Ahh, depression! Here is a little piece that hit me across the face while I was trying to recoup. Mentions of Alastor's regrets/angst, his mother's death (briefly/sparingly), reader is struggling mentally. I hope this can bring some comfort to folks who are going through it rn!
(lightly proofread, and made in heat of the moment, so sorry in advance!)
"...do you ever wish that you weren't the Radio Demon, Alastor? That you weren't the person you became?"
Alastor blinks, looking up to you from across the table. What an absurd, curious question to ask. You were always full of these ideas, ones that perplexed him to no end. But when he saw the look in your glazed over, simmering gaze... he decided that humoring you would be best.
"...come again? I don't quite understand the question, dear."
Hands were fidgeting below the table, chest feeling tight as you formulated your next sentence. You felt like your ribcage was being crushed by a hydrolic press. The grueling, agonizing pressure from your anxiety was threatening to make you keel over. And for a moment, you thought you might give in to the feeling. Thank the stars for Alastor's reciprocation in this conversation.
"Like... Do you ever hate the place you're at right now? As a person? Do you ever wish you could start over again? Turn a new leaf? New name, new face, new space.... I know you think 'redemption' is bullshit, but..."
You continue to avoid him and his steely eyes, a sad smile gracing your forlorn face," If you had a chance to... Not be yourself. To start over and lead a different life... Would you?"
Alastor's mind pondered many things. The reason he was sentenced to rot hell. The reason that his mother died. The way that he was raised, the people who he fratenized with in life. The accursed deal he was entangled in. There were many things that made him who he was. There were things that even he regretted. But for all intents and purposes, he was exactly who he needed to be... But he could always be more. 'More' would never be enough, truly.
And so Alastor took a sip of his coffee, eyes down cast to the newspaper in his other hand," ...I suppose anyone would like a chance to start over. For menial reasons or otherwise."
You didn't notice the way he smiled, your eyes still down cast to your trembling hands.
"But if it's all the same to you, darling... I rather like the person you are now."
Your eyes developed hot tears, threatening to cascade down your flushed face at any moment. Alastor sighs heavily, setting his newspaper down on the coffee table.
"Invictus. Have you heard of the poem Invictus by William Ernest Henley?"
You blink, a few tears tumbling down your cheeks," I... Can't say that I have, honestly." Alastor hums in acknowledgement, manifesting a parchment out of thin air.
"Would you care to hear it?"
You make eye contact with Alastor, his smile simple, unforced. His face hung perfectly neutral as he waited for your permission. You, of course, had no qualms about hearing his voice.
"O-Of course... Go ahead."
Alastor cleared his throat, leaning back in his chair as he began.
"Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul."
A part of you smiled on the inside. Unconquerable.... This was definitely Alastor-coded to you. You didn't comment on this as he continued.
"In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed."
You feel the tension in your shoulders disappearing, slumping forward as your body finally relaxed. Something about his voice, the evenness and clarity of his tone made you react physically. You couldn't put your finger on it... But he soothed you. He always had.
When Alastor stood, your eyes widened, watching as he started to advance towards you.
"Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the Horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds and shall find me unafraid."
The filter over his voice thickens, typically a telltale sign of Alastor's emotions fluctuating. Was he frustrated with you? Cross with you? You should have known better than to talk to him like this... God, what an idiot you were. But Alastor didn't feel this way. Alastor strode directly to your side, a hand settling on the top of your chair. With a flick of the wrist, he dismissed the parchment. He was quoting the poem from memory now.
"It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll"
Alastor leans down to you, his free hand going to your shoulder. He shakes it gently, his radio filter fizzling out. His voice was left raw and bare, only for you to hear. His smile reached his eyes as he continued, his gaze not wavering from yours.
"I am the master of my fate,
I am the captain of my soul."
A comfortable, round silence fell between the two of you. You were conscious of his warmth, his hand resting gently on your shoulder. You were aware of his heartbeat, strong and steady like a metronome. You were aware of his stature, bent heavily at the hip to match your height. Your felt his eyes, kind and sincere, searching yours for a spark. You felt your heart flutter for a moment, as the weight of the poem and it's meaning settled over you.
"What a lovely poem, Alastor," was all you could mutter, voice dry and brittle from your fragile, emotional state.
"Of course. A powerful one, at that. I reflect on it often when I feel an inkling of... Doubt. Trepidation."
Alastor, the one-and-only Radio Demon, having self doubt? What a troubling thing for him to entrust in you.
"I encourage you to remember it well. And, you must reflect on it when these feelings of regret and anguish wash over you. I find that it can be very helpful; illuminating. It can remind you of your importance; your agency in your afterlife."
Alastor, in a rare moment of tenderness, pats the top of your head, letting his fingers curl and run through your hair.
"Shall we talk about anything else that troubles you, darling?'
You blink, still reeling from the poem, it's gravity, and the kindness being showered upon you," N-No I.... No, I think I feel much better now. Thank you, Alastor."
The Radio Demon accepts your answer, giving your hair a playful ruffle. He stands back up to his full height, his hand retracting from you slowly.
"Anytime, dear. Though I think it's time to get a head start on the day, hmm?" You look up to the Radio Demon, who already has a cup of coffee summoned for you. You smile, graciously accepting the offering.
"Of course... But... Could you... Y'know?" You tilt your head forwards Alastor's free hand, asking for more contact. Alastor sighs dramatically, before granting you more affection. Just look at how hopeless you were... It was almost too much.
"I suppose a minute or two more of this wouldn't hurt, would it?"
#danny rambles#danny screams#if i could hug you i fucking would and i would never let go#I MEAN THAT#that goes for the rest of ya too#reblog
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Cass secretly brought home a cardboard box during Mr. Freeze attempt to freeze gotham again after patrols.
Problem being is nobody knows that she brought home a creature until things started going missing.
First it was Damian's favorite katana, then dick's nightwing mask, Tim's personal coffee mug that he still accusing of Dick taking it, Duke's special sunglasses, one of the Barb's purples USBs, one of alfred's cookie mixing batter spoons, Jason's old Robin cape during a few months or so..
It came to Bruce attention the moment his batman belt went missing when he went down the batcave...
Someone brought something home that taking their stuff and mostly all point to Damian who swears on the lararus pits themselves that he didn't do it.
Cass is quiet the whole time.. until Tim noticed and pointed out that in the board of missing stuff and clues that She didn't get any of her stuff stolen..
Her face went still before a tiny adorable dust of pink went across her face as she handed signed that she may have.... found a abandoned creature during patrols... a couple of months ago.
Cass leading them to her room to her closet that look iced cold yet able to function still where a makeshift nest of sort of soft blue space related blankets, and all the stuff that were stolen along with other items they didn't even noticed were taken.
And the culprit behind it all was a tiny little looking 8 year old boy with pale skin, glowing defying gravity like black mixed white hair, with pale mixed greenish blue eyes. The kid wearing one dove hoodie Jammies, staring wide eyed at them.
Before the batfam can speak, Cass made a shushing motion with her mouth as she signed that he can't really control his voice that sound much like a banshee.
Part 2
#dpxdc#dc x dp#danny phantom#dp x dc crossover#dp x dc#dc x dp prompt#dcxdp#de aged danny#cassandra cain#cass find a lil banshee ghost boy during patrol and saw adoptable#danny screamed at her to warned her off of the danger situation she was heading to get close to him#cass think danny is some kind of banshee hybrid#Danny's ghost wails count as a banshee cry right?#cass kept him in her room trying to figure out how to introduced danny to the group without danny mid panicking..#danny went through major trauma that messed his core up bad#some banshee warn people of death and can be protectors#danny see cass and thinks she is elle..
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DP AU where the box ghost is actually someone from the future that came back as a ghost to try and warn Danny before all the major battles. The problem is that ghosts are mostly ruled by emotions and since he isn't directly connected to all the battles as they happened, his memories get fuzzy at best so whenever he warns Danny, it's either because there's about to be a world ending event or because someone's cat got stuck on a tree (and anything in between)
So when Danny joins the JL as Phantom they ask him about his rogue gallery. He tells them all about the ancients he fought and skulker and the GIW, even his parents, though he only says they were mad scientists with a huge bias.
And then, after he tells them about the "plasmius incident" they ask whether he thinks Vlad is the one that's caused him most trouble and Danny goes quiet for a bit and looks thoughtful for way too long before saying in a quiet voice "no, that's actually the box ghost. He's always warning me about something. It's terrifying"
The JL are concerned. What could be worse than all the Eldritch terrors Danny has described? They try to ask for details but whenever they bring the topic, Danny gets this lost stare and goes silent until they change the topic or snap him out of it. It's kind of unsettling. So they leave it be. Even Batman doesn't push it (he would rather not traumatize the kid more, thank you very much, he's also wondering if he can adopt someone that's technically dead, asking for a friend).
And then the box ghost shows up at the watchtower. They all come running when they hear the ominous "Beware". Batman activates all the alerts. Boxy just throws a box at him, then leaves. Batman calls for a meeting, most of the heroes were already in the watchtower anyway, he describes the incident to phantom.
Danny: ah, that was just his way of saying hi. I guess he wants to start haunting you too. Should be fun :)
Batman: hn
The JL: ?!?
Danny: Don't worry, I'll ask him to be nicer next time :)
Flash: was that... Supposed to be terrifying? He just threw a box, right?
Danny: 🤷🏻♀️
#next time boxy showed up was eight before a darkseid attack#the JL decided not to doubt Danny's word anymore#Danny being the chaos goblin he really is definitely won't take advantage of it later#since the JL lowkey mocked Danny the box ghost has decided to troll them all and just randomly shows up to steal their boxes#like he still screams beware and all but he isn't even expecting anything to happen anymore#with Danny he'd go about 80-20 on showing up for actual emergencies#with the JL it's closer to 40-60 with the higher number being on DrAmA#Danny's just there for the chaos#he's just happy Boxy has more people to haunt and less time to turn him into an anxious mess#danny phantom#dc x dp#dpxdc#eldritch danny#dcxdp#bruce wayne's adoption problems#Batman#the flash#i probably should go to sleep
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DP x DC prompt [16]
Danny has been with the Wayne’s for a while now and his status as a halfa is starting to affect some things he comes in contact with a little bit.
At first he thought this only happened back in his old home in Amity Park because the ectoplasm samples were kept in the fridge, and though that does speed up the process, it turns out Danny causes the same things to happen just fine on his own. It just takes a lot longer.
This means he now occasionally has to replace or decontaminate some of his things every once in a while. and with the electronics the same applies but usually the protections that Tucker has made do the trick too.
Danny has been very careful, he never borrows anything that’s highly susceptible to ecto-contamination from the others and whenever he needs something from the kitchen he just goes to Alfred (he really doesn’t want to see how the old man might react to the coffee machine starting to act weird because of Danny). Just, the last thing Danny wants to do is inconvenience the Wayne’s by ecto-contaminating something of theirs.
It’s really only when Danny slips back into vigilante-ism that things go sideways.
And Danny really tried. His obsession is space, not heroism, so he figured he’d be fine just focussing on his education. But he kinda forgot about the fact that he just really really loves being a hero.
He loves the thrill, the danger. He loves giving a smackdown and just in general having a good fight, he loves helping people, he loves being a force of good. And yeah, he kinda also likes the praise, but nothing weird and overbearing (some people go way too far in their hero worship, but that’s a story for another day)
So after some back and forth and arguments with Bruce who, contrary to popular belief, was absolutely not thrilled that his latest traumatized kid who was being kept safe in the mansion so far now decided that no, he wants to be part of the family business too please.
Danny eventually threatens to just go out anyway without any of his help and that just gives Bruce flashbacks to the time when he had just taken Dick as his ward. Not to mention some of his other kids and… dammit.
Well then… Danny can go explain things to Jason himself once he finds out and is probably going to be mad about it, Bruce is not taking the blame this time.
So Danny (name pending, he could just go with Phantom again, but he also wouldn’t mind using something bird or bat related) gets back into the game once again! And that’s fine that’s cool. But back to the original point.
Danny figured that he would just do what he’s been doing so far with any bat gadgets as well, and maybe it would be even less of a problem cause he’s pretty sure that these things break a lot more often because of all the fights and stuff.
What Danny had not really thought about though is potential intense high emotion situations. Like for very specific example; Scarecrow taking an obsessive interest in him because of Danny’s ghostly ability to feed on fear (somewhat) and the situation getting out of hand, him getting very hurt, Batman having to carry him out of there while Danny was kinda bleeding a bit (a lot). Bruce being worried and Danny wanting to be anywhere but there anymore and-
Well, you get the point.
So, take all that and add high tech bat armor and what you get is suddenly sentient batsuit.
It actually took a bit for anyone to catch on that something was going on, but it was eventually figured out. and once that was the case Danny couldn’t really help his seemingly endless stream of apologies.
But how can anyone ever blame him for bleeding out on Bruce and the weird reanimative properties of said blood making it so Bruce’s suit can now “talk”
Bruce described it more as like a martian mind link, which would explain why only he could hear things. it’s probably only for the wearer.
It can’t move on it’s own, it needs someone to wear it. But it can sense things and react for the wearer and honestly all that alone is more than enough reason to find a way to exorcise it… if not for the whole,
“but if it’s a sentient ecto entity now we can’t just ‘kill’ it, we literally abolished the anti ecto acts just so that can’t be done anymore”
it’s probably a good thing the suit has grabbed all the ‘Batman’ and made that what it is. All the core values are there, so there isn’t going to be any risk of it killing someone at least.
Still though… what to do now?
#dpxdc#dcxdp#danny phantom#danny fenton#dc x dp#dp x dc#batman#bruce wayne#dp x dc prompt#dp x dc crossover#I love living armor situations in fics#maybe they can move BAT from the suit and just put him in the computer instead#Jason probably had a internal screaming moment when he saw the white eyes of Batman's cowl glow Lazarus green instead#maybe way later he figures out that the reason why it's always such a relief to put on a new Red Hood helmet after he breaks the last one#is cause he keeps ecto contaminating his own stuff
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